Stupid Tale

Sometimes I worry about what I do, what I say, or what I usually think of
You're like someone who always annoy me, but I mess up without you
You came to my message, my chat, and took a 50% interest on my mind
I asked to my self "what it means?" and I tried to found "means nothing" in my answer
I got it, and I believe that all
I pretend everything is nothing, 'til I actually found the real meaning of this stupid tale
I walk as how I should live, I talk as how I have to say, and I do as how I actually created to
But that's all not as easy as turning the palm
You're nothing, but you're still something
Perfectly messed up, it's completely mixed up!
You suddenly come, but so far away from me
I don't feel any special thing, but there's something fallin apart when you're gone
When you're not in my comunication..